Track Title:               Way Out West (On West End Avenue)
Album Title:               Internet Contributor III - Frank Sinatra

Prime Artist:              Unknown
Lyrics by:                 Lorenz Hart
Music by:                  Richard Rodgers
From the Show:             Babes In Arms  1937 (S)  1939 (M)


I'd travel the plains.
In mountain streams I'd paddle.
Over the Rockies I would trail.
I'd hark to the strains
Of cowboys in the saddle-
Not very musical but male.
I've roamed o'er the range with the herd,
Where seldom is heard an intelligent word.


Git along, little taxi, you can keep the change.
I'm riding home to my kitchen range
Way out west on West End Avenue.
Oh, I love to listen to the wagon wheels
That bring the milk that your neighbor steals
Way out west on West End Avenue.
Keep all your mountains
And your lone prairie so pretty,
Give me the fountains
That go wring at Rodeo City.
I would trade your famous deer and antelope
For one tall beer and a cantaloupe
Way out west on West End Avenue.

Contributed by Carlene Bogle

Another verse:

Oh the wild herd gathers
When the moon is full,
There's not much buffalo
But lots of bull,
Way out west
On West End Avenue

(thanks Jonathan)